Your Blogging Staff

Contributing to this blog:
- "Dave" is Dave Barry, who is a humor columnist and presidential contender.
- "judi" is Judi Smith, who is Dave's Research Department, as well as being interested in men.
- "Walter" is Walter, a bone from the penis of a walrus.

Oh! I thought that lagertarianism was that fringer sort of minimalist political party that so many of the pseudo-intellectuals that my friends seem to date are always spouting.
Lagertarianism has to do with beer, huh? I may have to check it out.
Lagertarianism - official credo "I'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy."

Hello to all you Dave Barry enthusiasts.
I thought it worthwhile to explain to you all that no religious extremists are being discriminated against by the Royal Navy. Satanists, Moslems, Christians, Hindus, Raving loonyists, etc are all welcome and valued for thier (not ther'e) contribution. For example the Satanist chappie does a wonderful job of looking after our nuke launchers.

Jehoselbub: Verily I sayeth unto you, I sayeth, praise be unto the lord, who in his wisdom, hath allowed this total wingnut to live in a society where they will not only letteth him practice his fruit-loop religion, but willeth allow him into a military organization, which willeth surely benefit by pissing off the lord before going into armed battle, if you getteth my drift.

Crowd: Amen.

Jehoselbub So ye musteth not criticize the obviously criminal stupidity of political correctness, butteth beeseech the lord to giveth you wisdom to understand that which maketh no damn sense.

Crowd: Amen.

Jehoselbub: *praying* Lord! Whyeth is it that we can't go back to burning people at the staketh? That was quite entertaining, and I think it should make a comeback. Also, whyeth are the beer commercials allowed to imply that drinkething their libation will getteth my staff polished by a fetching young concubine, when this never happens? And forsooth, Lord! Whatteth in the hell doth forsooth mean, anyway? I understand the past perfect infarctive gesticulating gerund of forsaken, which wouldeth be forsook, as in "I forsook mine vow of chastity after mine 8th Gin and Tonic," but I digresseth, O Lord! Wouldeth it not make sense to burn the beer advertising executives at the stake and get the young concubines blind drunketh? And whatteth in the hell does this have to do with satanists in the military? These are indeed questions, O Lord, and as we runneth into the third hour of my sermon, I would like to thank the academy for...

I kept searching around, thinking it must be some kind of a joke, like it was really an Onion article or something. My goodness, I can't imagine there's really room on a naval vessel for a rousing Satanic ritual...